When Billy Bob Worthington got off the greyhound bus straight from his sleepy little town in Midtown Manhattan he could hardly believe his eyes. “Awww shucks, the Big City at last!” he proclaimed loudly, as he gazed upon the Chicago skyline, never before having seen such a vibrant and majestic metropolis. “Whoooweee, I gotta tell mama about this!” he yelled out of excitement, waving his stick-bag holding all of his belongings in a red napkin high above his head.  Billy Bob, born William Robert Worthington the 3rd to a powerful New York business magnate and his wife, was just a regular old country boy who was finally gonna chase his…